[Verse 1] I found a star map in a thrift store bin Coffee stains Somebody’s name in ink Little arrows drawn where the paper’s torn “Start again here” written in the corner [Chorus] We’re leftover constellations Dots on a page that someone left behind Tracing lines in the margins Making new skies from a stranger’s design If the world forgot our places We can still connect the spaces Leftover constellations Still shine [Verse 2] You hold it flat on the kitchen floor Laugh when the compass points to the stove Say “maybe this was their favorite room” Like the galaxies bloomed above their spoons [Chorus] We’re leftover constellations Dots on a page that someone left behind Tracing lines in the margins Making new skies from a stranger’s design If the world forgot our places We can still connect the spaces Leftover constellations Still shine [Bridge] Maybe they moved on Maybe they let go Packed up their telescope Changed their postcode But here we are On a Wednesday night Reading their ghosts in the porch light (oh) [Chorus] We’re leftover constellations Dots on a page that someone left behind Tracing lines in the margins Making new skies from a stranger’s design If the world forgot our places We can still connect the spaces Leftover constellations Still shine (still shine)
